The Dream

Toy donkeys
wander city roads.

Ears.
A bow in spotted red.

Ha!

Toy donkeys

No!

Real donkeys?

One skittish,
the other, calm.

Phone box.
RSPCA?
No space?
What?

But they’re not mine.

The Meaning

donkeys
Life’s inconveniences. They wander in and demand attention.

RSPCA
I try to reallocate the problem. To the person whose job it should be.

responsibility
Responsibility arrives through proximity. I noticed; now I’m involved.

What Lingers…

What happens when conscience becomes responsibility?

What if responsibility arrives before consent?

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Marginalia

Life isn’t a funfair, it’s messy, sometimes absurd, and takes up space. My dream hands me two problems. There’s a reluctance from me. I tried to redirect to the proper authority. These are not my problems and yet I’m left dealing with them anyway.